Demons

Chapter One

My mother was killed in a house fire and I was sent to an orphanage. I was 10 when it happened this guy had red eyes. I'm now 15 and I still have nightmares about it. "Rose get down here now." I hear Jim call, I run down the stairs and wait for him to say something. Two guys are in front of him and they look at me. "Yes sir?" He turns around and glares at me like I did something wrong, "These guys want to adopt you even though I told them that you went adopting material." I look at them. "I'm not adopting material as he said, sir, I'm not good for anything." Jim gives me a smile like he was proud of what I said. "Like both of us said she ain't worth being adopted." The two guys watch as I drop my head. The tall one speaks up "We want her anyway. She seems the most fitting for us anyway." All the girls around me glare at me. Jessica speaks up "All she is good for is being a maid. She is trash and trash belongs in the dumpster." Tears weld up in my eyes as one falls she smirks. "She's a crybaby that's all she is sir." One of the guys neal in front of me, "Look at me kid" he softly says. I timidly looked up at him and a few for tears fall. "There is no need to cry. Go pack your things you're coming with us." I slightly smile "O-ok sir."

I go back upstairs and pack the few things I have and all the cash I have hidden from everyone so I had some savings. I whisper to myself "I'm finally leaving this hell hole." I grin and walk back downstairs. Losing my smile when Jessica and her friends stop me in the hallway. "I'm going kill you," She hissed at me "I should be the one leaving this place not you. All your ever going to be worth is nothing you don't even deserve this place. You go down there and tell them to choose me or when they bring you back I will kill you." She smirks "Take your pick do you wanna live or do you wanna die?" I run downstairs and hide behind one of the guys, they both look at me with shock and worry. Jim is glaring at me trying to tell me if I go when I come back the beatings will be worse. I flex my back from the stricks last night. They finish sighing the papers and lead me out to a white and black striped impala.

"Get in we will put your suitcase in the trunk." I smile and look up at him "O-ok sir." I get in and shut the door behind me. Why did they choose me the one who has bruised all over me and scar marks? Do they pity me or is this a dare and they are going to bring me back after a few days and laugh at me while they drop me back off? They get in and drive off, "If you don't me asking sir but where are we going?" The tall one looks back at me, "My name is James and this is my brother Rick. We are going back to the motel so we can finish the job up here and take off to another one." I look at him "Why did you adopt me then sir? I'm good for nothing and I won't be able to do anything but clean that's all I know how to do."

Rick pulls over and turns around "You are worth so much more then you think Rose. We wanted to get you out of that hell hole and have you work for us but you are going to have to learn a lot about things that ain't supposed to be real." I look at him with interest "Sounds cool sir." I smile a small smile, "But how will I learn if you guys are always working?" They look at each other. "Well kid we are going to our uncles after this and you will start learning there we will be in and out but we will help you as much as we can. I lean back "Ok let's get going, sir." Rick frowns and James speaks up "Call us by our names or call Rick dad he is the one who adopted you." I blush "S-sorry si- James." James smiles at me "I'm just not used to people being nice to me. All my life I've been used against people." He loses his smile and Rick frowns more. I look down "Can we just go?" "Y-Ya," Rick says and starts driving again. "So what is your job guys?" they look at each other and James speaks up "W-well its." I cut him off "You don't have to tell me, James." He looks shocked "Don't you wanna know though?" "Yes I do but I don't want to force you to tell me." I fall asleep. The next thing I know I'm being picked up. "She is so light I don't think she eats enough James." I hear Rick say, "Well did you hear how they treated her. She is bloody and bruised and she acts scared of everyone. She sometimes studders when she is really scared otherwise she is good at hiding her feelings." I fake being asleep to see if they say anything else about me. This has to be a prank who would love me. I need to cut soon before I start crying in front of them. I don't want them to see the emotional side of me. They would probably beat me for it. I fall back to sleep.